#cees_fff_chall

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  • ak_anjali_daydreamzz 119w

    #mirakee #writersnetwork @mirakee @writersnetwork
    #cees_fff_chall #love #life #art #inspiration #julietscorner
    This is Me ������

    She Loves to Love

    Born in winter, yet she was spring
    With her smile all the joy she bring
    Instead of broken words a child first say
    Shocked everyone with full words a day
    She always has a bunch of questions
    Clears her doubts and her mind freshens
    Even from baby days a clean freak in making
    Always wanted to bath after lots of playing

    She loves to talk a lot, a chatterbox they say
    But her mood swings confuse them everyday
    She doesn't just like anything, loves everything
    She doesn't just fall in love, obsess over things
    She is obsessed with flowers, the love of her life
    Knew every plant and tree, even on the roadsides
    She would remember which flower bloomed and when
    She would surprise people with her memory of such

    She is sensitive to pretty much everything around
    Looks, touch, smell and voice ;everything that surround
    She lives in extremes, loves both day and night
    She is mostly confused, want to be awake for both
    She loves to dress up and make up, all pretty
    Spends a lot of time on outfits and vanity
    She loves to grow and paint her nail
    Until her own touch gives her pain

    She keeps a stash of cookies in her room
    Those who find this secret are to doom
    She has a collection of lots of collections
    Books, jewellery, art supplies and also cloths
    Something else she secretly collects is a candy wrapper
    She makes pretty dolls with it and keeps it in her counter
    She has some rules for everything in her life
    Stubborn of a kind but it's just her own style

    She keeps everything organized, all in order
    Wants things in a particular way, hates disorder
    She loves to have rules on her own but hates
    Given rules, orders or request, just talk to her with love
    She loves to celebrate anything and everything
    Life for her is to live, love, enjoy and celebrate everything
    She loves music, dance and all kinds of paintings
    Art is what gives her spark and keeps her going

    ©ak_anjali_daydreamzz

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    She Loves to Love

    She loves to celebrate anything and everything
    Life for her is to live, love, enjoy and celebrate everything
    She loves music, dance and all kinds of paintings
    Art is what gives her spark and keeps her going
    ©ak_anjali_daydreamzz

  • tega_benny 119w

    #cees_fff_chall @mirakee @writersnetwork

    WITTY GRITTY
    I'm a witty southern lass
    With eyes that roll around my head
    If you say the wackiest thing
    I'll kick you fast five feet ahead

    The thing about me is
    My mouth is as much a miss
    If you leave her to her wills
    She sure will never miss

    I am a kindred soul
    Don't start to get me wrong
    But when a fella says "what's up"
    Like a savvy lieutenant, I'd dust him in and out the rug

    You want to talk to me
    Oh you've got to plan your game
    Not to prove your skills
    Only why my brain has to suffer a concursion to pin a name

    And if you're thinking yet again
    I never do forget a whooper dipper
    Think twice before telling one today
    Cos I'd archive it for centuries in the freezer

    A cheeky salty chick that's me
    Cooking humor in a broth of sarcasm
    Love dissecting words in crazy bits
    Drinking up moments tangled hairs lose themselves in a broiling chasm

    The many things I do for fun
    To tease and pull and laugh again
    It's my bandit logo you might say
    But hey, I love my libra self too much to rein

    Now you've known my eccentric art
    Don't you go scurrying from me, ahem, am still a waggish kindred heart.
    ©tega_benny

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  • amaeture_writer 119w

    She is childish inside
    Never wanted it to describe
    Her calmness and sweet smile
    Always appears bright

    A girl with her logical mind
    Always used to see things 
    With different sight
    Her rogueries and insane behaviour
    Appears in front of her family to delight

    Sometimes in a silent mode
    Sometimes in a fun mode of joy
    Her talent of singing by which
    She used to tease her family to annoy

    She loved to solve the tricky puzzles
    As she loves the mathematics 
    Which was her choice
    And is crazy of ice cream and pizza
    Which makes her face shine

    So simple she is but yet complicated
    When it's time to understand her point
    As if she is a mystery girl!
    Which she never wanted to share her side
    'Coz she is inexpressible often to try

    She wanted to be independent
    And to improve her creative flunk
    But for things, she never got 
    That support to define

    But always she smiles alight
    Having hopes that
    Everything will b alright
    As there is Almighty
    Which she believes
    A true friend of her
    Every time
    ©aaish

    #cees_fff_chall #poetry #life #diary #love

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    Fun Facts Friday

    ©aaish

  • sksfantasy_girl 119w

    #cees_fff_chall

    Today Just made wish while sleeping
    Scary imaginations after waking up
    These days suffering from criminal psychology
    Someone tries to do business of life
    Like i am controlled by demon
    Mostly i relate my experiences
    Side effect of watching the fantasy
    Did it happened to me?
    Messed with silly guesses in small things
    If its happened/achieved means its mine
    Whether its human or anything when i can't have
    Bets from myself and then ������oops! Moment
    Everytime slapped by the universe
    Everyday dieties confronts me in dreams
    Morning is filled with lectures and a dumb face
    Subjects are mountains to climb
    Sinned with going away
    Sleep sleep sleep.....

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    Comics Character

    What if?!
    I was in a dream
    Those days were just a magic illusion......
    ©sksfantasy_girl

  • k_kshitij 119w

    #cees_fff_chall @carolyns_challenges

    BE

    You know! often god creates art,
    A bit goofy, a spoonful smart;
    A people's person, gifted with a big heart,
    Will always have your back, just don't fart.

    Always on the move,
    Plays music, and seldom grooves;
    Altogether leaves, when worth he's to prove,
    Can be better, just if dimension of time you remove.

    Runs on own fancies and his own whims,
    Can sleep like a log, no matter at top of her voice mom screams;
    A true nyctophile, his day starts as the sun-light dims,
    Born to be great, someday he'd be a legend atleast in the world of memes.

    One with a short attention span, gets easily bored,
    Kind of waterish- becomes one with whatever poured;
    A bit demure initially, but talks for hours once he strikes the chord,
    Given a chance, bulk and bulk of humour he'd hoard.


    If provided with a choice,
    He would be a tortoise;
    Truly believes that life's made of all those little joys,
    Got ears for music, and a middle finger for noise.

    Doing things at his own pace,
    Foreign he considers no place;
    With none is his race,
    With all the crowd around, considering moving to the space.

    Always comfortable in own skin,
    The testidudinidae shell protects from all times- thick and thin;
    Not one to be often disappointed, always up is his chin,
    An earth's child, growing up loved eating soil - a true urchin!

    Time and again, about life ruminations meditates deep,
    After all the brain-work, the action he takes is a prolonged sleep;
    Completely trustworthy, safe all your secrets keep,
    Loves everything Bohemian, don't wonder if one day he becomes a hip.

    A sucker for poetry, especially the ones that rhymes,
    Hard bargainer- will fight even for dimes;
    Chews each bite of his food 32 a times,
    When life gives lemon, asks if he could even get some limes?!

    Virtues in everyone and everything he does see,
    Dreams of a world, where knowledge is all free;
    In this world - hell bent on all the doing-spree,
    Desirous he is to carve a niche for himself- to calm down, breath and just 'BE'.


    - K_Kshitij

    (P.S: I've missed out on reading quite a lot of your amazing work, shall catch up soon on that part).

    P.C.- Google/Website I don't remember :)

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    BE

    ©k_kshitij

  • dee_lines 119w

    Once I was 6
    I knew no hate
    All that came my way, I ate.
    I was a garrulous playmate,
    too careless to checkmate.

    Once I was 8
    I went on a diet,
    eating 3 bars of chocolate for breakfast,
    I was growing so fast.
    I started noticing smiles from cute guys, and wrote about how cunning they looked.

    Once I was 10
    I started having crushes,
    going with my hunches,
    for every guy that possessed
    features like my brother.
    In every girls brother, I looked for my brother.
    Thinking, ” If I can’t have my brother, I could have someone like him ”
    I was a dreamer, writing my first novelette on my brothers lookalike.

    Once I was 14
    I had my first boyfriend
    Today, he seemed more like a friend.
    We crossed street ends, hands in hands,
    He pecked on my cheeks
    I giggled and said “I love you”,
    and he said I was his greatest love.
    But then I flew like a dove,
    wanting to be alone with my pen,
    as I scribbled down the sweet feeling.

    Once I was 16
    I closed up like a snail,
    coming out of my shell only
    around those I was comfortable with.
    I started seeing life for what it was
    The only friend I had was my ink and paper,
    writing my very first chapters.

    Now I’m 18
    Wearing a t-shirt with ‘hay teen’
    I’m mistaken for a girl of 22,
    for my looks and intellect.
    I found true love, maybe borrowed?
    Deep Into myself I’ve burrowed,
    burying myself into writing and reading,
    as they make me come alive.
    I’m still that garrulous girl when I want to be, chuckling when I say ‘checkmate’.
    I wish to one day find my soulmate,
    until then, my brother is my first love.
    _____________________________________________

    #cees_fff_chall @mirakee @writersnetwork @evolvingideas

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    Once

    Once I was 6
    I knew no hate
    All that came my way, I ate.
    I was a garrulous playmate,
    too careless to checkmate.
    ©dee_lines

  • pallavimaruji 119w

    She is the moon
    That lights the night!
    Cares for the people
    Who adds lemon to her rice!

    She is a star
    Who likes to hide in the sky!
    Appears to the beings
    Who finds her shine!

    She is a flower
    Which blossom in the garden
    Where mankind exists
    And warmth for the nature!

    She is like tiny droplets
    That mixes with sand
    Having immense pleasure
    And spreads fragrance all land!

    She is a kid to some
    And be like that forever!
    While a grown up for many
    Who can scold or get scolded
    For the time being!

    She is a safe
    On which they can trust blindly!
    She keeps their secrets
    And will never break that belief!

    ©pallavimaruji

    #cees_fff_chall #challenge #dailychallenge #mirakee #MirakeeWorld #writerstolli #life #thoughts #inspiration #poem #poetry #diary #happiness @mirakee @writersnetwork @writerstolli @mirakeeworld

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    She is the moon
    That lights the night!
    Cares for the people
    Who adds lemon to her rice!

    She is a star
    Who likes to hide in the sky!
    Appears to the beings
    Who finds her shine!

    She is a flower
    Which blossom in the garden
    Where mankind exists
    And warmth for the nature!

    She is like tiny droplets
    That mixes with sand
    Having immense pleasure
    And spreads fragrance all land!
    .......

  • naliaalo 119w

    Just me

    So small
    But somehow tall
    Funny yes, loud not so much
    Childish and smart
    All I can't say
    Well also with a big heart
    I'm always me
    Strong not all wrong
    Friendly with beautiful dreams
    My bestie calls me crazy
    In some ways I love daisy (stitches)
    Always delusional and quite paranoid
    Little bit of a curly mess on top of my head
    Black is beauty
    I'm also proud
    Can talk all day
    Maybe indecisive
    But that's just me
    Still in my teens
    Have good friend
    And i care
    Pretty sure I'm pieces
    And love to read
    I eat some how a lot
    Yet still slim
    Been disappointed one too many times
    Yet I still live life
    And hate roaches
    What is there to expect life is one crazy jigsaw puzzle
    Have a cute family
    Also to write my heart out is one that make me complete
    And what can I say I'm still just me.


    #cees_fff_chall #writersnetwork

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    Just me

    ©naliaalo

  • casunainabansal 119w

    A kiddo

    Dear Maa,
    Do you remember the time when I was four?
    We went to a fair in which I had left your hand on force.
    The crowd was cheering
    And you were searching for your daughter of four.
    You kept on searching for me till one hour.
    Untill you heard an announcement from far.
    This announcement was made by none other than but by your four year kiddo which amazed you to the core of your heart .
    "My name is Sunaina,I study in U.K.G. and M lost".
    U immediately recognised my voice
    Rushed towards the stage and
    Hugged me.
    It was such a proud moment for me when u said,"I wondered that how could a four year kid go on a stage and make an announcement just like that."
    and told the father,"Look she is so smart."
    There then u realized that you have such an intelligent daughter .
    Maa, though I had left your hand, but you always stood besides me.
    I love you Maa... And
    I can achieve anything in this world if you are there for me!
    ©casunainabansal

  • safiya_motiwala 119w

    In my fierce quest to be
    Miss Goody-Two-Shoes,
    my inner calm is what
    I often stand to lose.

    I'm excellent at juggling
    a dozen tasks at once
    And a few words of endearment
    can make me run or bounce.

    My heart brims with sentiments;
    And if someone shows affection,
    it jumps and dances with joy
    spilling buckets of care and devotion.

    To elevate my mood
    I keep looking for a jack,
    when all I need
    is to pat my own back!

    ©safiya_motiwala

  • deepajoshidhawan 119w

    Playing football, cycling on road
    Confortable in tomboyish mode

    Never concerned about my looks
    My only demand was story books

    Always choosing pants over frills
    Action blockbusters gave me thrills

    Shunning heels and make-up kit
    Mom thought I was abnormal a bit

    Far away from those girly tantrums
    In the school parade, playing drums

    Like a witch, trying to fly on a broom
    Racing bikes in dreams vroom vroom

    Die hard fan of ABBA and Boney M
    Topping the class silenced everyone

    Daring to handle every kind of whirl
    Oh I used to be Dad's blue eyed girl
    ©deepajoshidhawan

    #cees_fff_chall @carolyns_challenges
    #writersnetwork @writersnetwork
    #mirakee @mirakee

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    My Childhood

    Playing football, cycling on road
    Confortable in tomboyish mode

    Never concerned about my looks
    My only demand was story books

    Always choosing pants over frills
    Action blockbusters gave me thrills

    Shunning heels and make-up kit
    Mom thought I was abnormal a bit

    Far away from those girly tantrums
    In the school parade, playing drums

    Like a witch, trying to fly on a broom
    Racing bikes in dreams vroom vroom

    Die hard fan of ABBA and Boney M
    Topping the class silenced everyone

    Daring to handle every kind of whirl
    Oh I used to be Dad's blue eyed girl
    ©deepajoshidhawan

  • withluv_ammu 119w

    I am many things.

    Sometimes I am an atom
    I am either so stable or very excited
    There is nothing in between.
    I am so grounded that even if you
    Give me Pulitzer prize for this,
    I would only smile.
    But, Give me an icecream
    And I may even dance in the rain.

    Sometimes I am a daydreamer
    Building forts in the air, Doing DIY,
    writing my own Fairytale.

    Sometimes I am a night owl
    Trying to write poetry,
    rushing to reach my deadlines,
    Burning the midnight oil is
    my favourite thing to do.
    (And let me tell you I am addicted
    to that rush��)

    Sometimes I am an angel ,
    Sometimes a demon .
    Some dare to take the risk
    And become my friends.
    Only they know I am a little bit of both.
    Sometimes I can be a nightmare
    But I hope I am a dream to someone.

    I am all these and They all are me.
    I am who you want me to be.

    ©withluv_ammu


    #cees_fff_chall #pod #mirakee
    @writersnetwork @mirakee @carolyns_challenges

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    Le Me

    Sometimes I am an angel ,
    Sometimes a demon .
    Some dare to take the risk
    And become my friends.
    Only they know I am a little bit of both.
    I can be a nightmare
    But I hope I will be a dream to someone.

    I am all these and They all are me.
    I am who you want me to be.

    ©withluv_ammu

  • piu_writes 119w

    She

    Sweet charming adorable and fun fat and a great foodie is the one. Gentle and merry and loveable professor a student's friend and a good teacher. A poetess a singer and a decent cook. Fond of reading magazines and book. Sentimental impractical impatient too. Fond of clothes to a fault with matching nail polishes too. Fond of makeup and good things of life. A single parent bearing all strife. A proud mother a good daughter. Has arguments with her siblings on some matters. Secular by thought and disciplined by action loves her Nation to perfection.Talks of humanity and woman's right. A punctual lady who tries to help others in plight.A mirakean with 3582 posts by her a lyricist and a movie too made on her. You wonder who is she yes you are right it's me.
    ©piu_writes

  • slnksachin 119w

    I can't really judge myself,
    but I do try hurting noone else.
    I am man of words,
    I respect the honesty,
    However bitter, I gulp it easily.
    I'm no joker,
    but I try to bring smile,
    on faces where gloominess lies.
    I'm no google,
    but if anyone's searching,
    I try to bring satisfied resolution.
    I'm no ace in any a field,
    but I try to become jack,
    where I feel something interesting.
    I'm no masterpiece,
    but I adorn my flaws,
    like a necklace made of gemstone.

    ©slnksachin

  • eniim_allo 119w

    FUN FACTS ABOUT ME

    I am a beautiful lady
    Cannot remain without candy
    I smile like a rose
    And wants to become a boss

    For me love is to give and share
    That's my first and foremost care
    I know my strengths and limitations
    Without any calculations

    There is calmness and serenity
    With hundred percentage guarantee
    Sometimes I try to laugh
    Like chotta kumbhakarna
    But don't sleep like him

    I am a fun loving person
    Crack jokes and witty
    I am not a good dancer
    Yet I do better than ducklings

    I eat plenty of cream
    Talk lot in a dream
    At times I shout
    But don't doubt.
    ©eniim_allo

  • khardyjah 119w

    Guys, everything I read in my head sounds like poem ��
    #cees_fff_chall

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    The Hunt

    I recall the day I decided
    Something in me must bloom️
    Off to the store I skid⛷️

    Hunting for the one
    That'd water my germ
    Few minutes into the search⏳
    Lo and behold

    There stood the beaut
    Perfect in it's form
    Body pink and all
    Two halves of a heart

    We vibe
    I couldn't wait to bring her home❤️
    The convo was pure

    May I say
    the inside of her
    Is even more exquisite
    Than the out

    Striking contents
    That made me feel
    Just the amount of flow
    I need to begin my bloom

    No, this poem isn't about "my love"
    But Mirakee the one ❤️
    An art
    That makes even the voice in head
    Sound like a poet ✍
    ©khardyjah

  • blackphoenix 119w

    #cees_fff_chall

    Started to write fun facts but thoughts drifted in another direction!

    ‘Me’

    A bit disconnected
    from the world and
    mostly on her own
    Gets crazy, if
    deprived of her
    coffee, workouts
    and ‘me’ time

    Loves music of
    different sorts
    Enjoys company of
    friends and drinks
    Can’t imagine her
    life without beer,
    vodka and wine

    Still accepting that
    she is a mother
    and life isn’t the
    same as before,
    even though it has
    been years

    Binger series watcher,
    books lover but
    has time for none
    Techie by profession,
    workaholic but passionate
    about other stuff

    Can’t get her head
    around cooking
    at all, has burnt
    what not, but still
    hasn’t learnt a thing

    Aquaphobic still
    adventurous, beach
    lover and a runner
    A believer and a
    good listener

    Laughs a lot,
    mingles easily, looks
    like an extrovert
    but is an ambivert

    Has an hidden side
    to her, secrets buried
    which she finds
    difficult to share

    Still searching for
    something unknown,
    something unseen

    As if she is on a
    quest to know herself
    a bit more

    Confident from above
    But nervous wreck inside

    Writing gave her the
    power to express herself

    And to let go

    And to love herself

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    ‘Me’

    ©blackphoenix
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  • abol_lekhani 119w

    Fun Facts about self! Loved to write for this challenge @carolyns_challenges #cees_fff_chall #writer #JustMyThoughts @mirakee @writersnetwork

    What opens up faster?
    A knot or my mind?
    Who can speak up earlier?
    A student in Viva or me?

    Both of the tasks
    Seem easy for some
    Easier for many,
    Rather gruelling for me!

    You give me a Novel
    I'll read until I finish
    You give me a Pen
    I'll scribble my heart out

    Listening won't tire me
    Speaking might (does)
    I (sometimes) overthink;
    Or shall I say, my Mind does!

    I observe and I follow
    If asked, I pitch in good advice;
    I am dreamy creature, they say
    It is what takes to paint black on white

    Keeping to oneself helps sometimes,
    But I won't advice it as a mantra.
    In fact I have learnt the hard way;
    That speaking up is better than mime!

    @sayachandra

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    Intro(vert)

    @sayachandra

    What opens up faster?
    A knot or my mind?
    Who can speak up earlier?
    A student in Viva or me?

    Listening won't tire me
    Speaking might (does)
    I (sometimes) overthink;
    Or shall I say, my Mind does!

    Keeping to oneself helps sometimes,
    But I won't advice it as a mantra.
    In fact I have learnt the hard way;
    That speaking up is better than mime!

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  • anugraha_99 119w

    ME!

    Surrounded by heavy machinery, someone appears,
    Someone, who's meticulously meshing gears,
    Lost in her work, the girl you see,
    That Madame, is no one but me!

    Books to paints & brushes; my interests very versatile,
    Like Sheldon Cooper, I may have a quirky style,
    Some may say I'm weird, some may say nerd,
    But why bother when with me I have my words.

    I'm not perfect but a blend of traits I possess,
    Gained them during the evolution process.
    Loyal akin a Hufflepuff, like a Gryffindor pretty brave,
    With Ravenclaw's wit, Slytherin's ambition, my path I pave.

    However I may be, simple or enigmatic,
    Living this human life, I am quite ecstatic.
    With my spirits free, I'm full of glee,
    As long as I get to be me!


    ©anugraha_99

  • sunidhiagarwal03 119w

    since childhood i adore darkness,
    as in dark no one is watching me doing sappiness.
    talking to myself is now a habital part of the day,
    i wish taking to others would be easy ohh no way..
    dancing while no one is watching is something we all do ,
    but dancing with curtains
    i am affected by mishegoss flu.
    writing and songs are the real bliss,
    aurora is the thing i don't want to miss.
    Suttorness for my work is something in me the most,
    But my bed is something in which i wana get lost.
    Girly girl in something thats not my type,
    What is with 'jhalli girl' hype.
    Black is my evergreen color,
    From my wardrobe it can never be blur.
    Shooting stars amaze me alot,
    But some people think my thoughts rot.
    chilling weather,headphone on with a beautiful scene thats all i want.
    insects are the one that still makes me haunt.
    living in my imaginary world,and
    imagining things that will never become true,
    is what i do
    but turning 18 is something i blame,
    to be the reason of my mishegoss flu.
    rest at times i am simply girl with thousands of dreams,
    but i wana see shooting starts still my heart screams.

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    #cees_fff_chall @carolyns_challengescarolyns_challenges#me#stupid#inrovert

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    Me

    ©sunidhiagarwal03
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